ODOP: Encounter

(Your family finds the thing with your face cold
When they embrace him at the door.)

Branches overlaid and overlaid, and the moon peeking through,
Make your walk serene as royalty —
Thrown down out of nowhere!
On the path you scrabble,
And reach for your assailant,
And find neither assailant nor path.

Now pain alone illuminates the dark: struggletime.
You protect your pouch, your envelope, your balls.
What does he want?
What is he?
Not a word exchanged, but the longer you wrestle —
The rougher and longer you wrestle —
The more you know.

Faceless in the night, you and your opponent both
With this difference: you are sure that by day you have one.
And if this force at your hands
Could claim the same
Why grapple so fiercely for yours?

You’re groaning and panting, doubled over,
And miss the moment of daybreak, the least of what you’ll miss,
Doomed as you are to walk from the woods
And never again
To see or be seen by another.

Copyright 2010 Jobey George

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2 Comments »

  1. Lelo said

    Creepy. though enjoyable. 🙂

    Can’t wait to read more!

  2. Lelo, you fabulous thing, thank you for the comment. 🙂 I am glad that it hit both creepy and enjoyable (though I’m thinking of getting rid of the stuff in parentheses at the end, a late addition).

    Didn’t realize until your comment that I have to “approve” these, it’s like that damned mailing list for Yinzling. Going to figure out how to change that now.

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